The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King LearC. Whittingham, 1826 |
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12. oldal
... Queen . They were again together : you have done Thou foolish thing ! - [ To the Queen . ' Beseech your patience : -Peace , Not after our command . Away with her , And pen her up . Queen . Dear lady daughter , peace ; Sweet sovereign ...
... Queen . They were again together : you have done Thou foolish thing ! - [ To the Queen . ' Beseech your patience : -Peace , Not after our command . Away with her , And pen her up . Queen . Dear lady daughter , peace ; Sweet sovereign ...
13. oldal
... Queen . Fye ! you must give way : Here is your servant . - How now , sir ? What news ? Pis . My lord your son drew on my master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done ? Pis . Ha ! There might have been , But that my master rather play'd ...
... Queen . Fye ! you must give way : Here is your servant . - How now , sir ? What news ? Pis . My lord your son drew on my master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done ? Pis . Ha ! There might have been , But that my master rather play'd ...
14. oldal
... Queen . Pray , walk a while . Imo . I pray you , speak with me : you shall , at least , Go see my lord aboard : for this time , leave me . About some half hour hence , SCENE III . A publick Place . Enter CLOTEN , and Two Lords ...
... Queen . Pray , walk a while . Imo . I pray you , speak with me : you shall , at least , Go see my lord aboard : for this time , leave me . About some half hour hence , SCENE III . A publick Place . Enter CLOTEN , and Two Lords ...
15. oldal
... the loss of intended mercy to a condemned criminal . ' A thought resembling this occurs in All's Well that Ends Well : - ' Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried . ' Pis . " Twas , His queen , his queen SC . III . 15 CYMBELINE .
... the loss of intended mercy to a condemned criminal . ' A thought resembling this occurs in All's Well that Ends Well : - ' Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried . ' Pis . " Twas , His queen , his queen SC . III . 15 CYMBELINE .
16. oldal
William Shakespeare. Pis . " Twas , His queen , his queen ! Imo . Then wav'd his handkerchief ? Pis . And kiss'd it , madam . Imo . Senseless linen ! happier therein than I ! — And that was all ? Pis . No , madam ; for so long As he ...
William Shakespeare. Pis . " Twas , His queen , his queen ! Imo . Then wav'd his handkerchief ? Pis . And kiss'd it , madam . Imo . Senseless linen ! happier therein than I ! — And that was all ? Pis . No , madam ; for so long As he ...
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Aaron Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Bassianus Bawd better blood Boult brother Cloten Cordelia Cymbeline daughter dead death DIONYZA dost doth EDGAR Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio Fool Gent gentleman give Gloster gods Goneril Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Iachimo Imogen Kent King Lear lady Lavinia Lear lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Malone Marcus Marina means mistress never night noble old copy reads passage Pericles Pisanio play poor Posthumus pray prince quartos quartos read queen Regan Roman Rome Romeo and Juliet SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorrow speak Steevens sweet Tamora tears tell Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Titus Titus Andronicus Troilus and Cressida villain Winter's Tale word
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451. oldal - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely ; touch me with noble anger ! O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things, — What they are, yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think, I'll weep; No, I'll not weep: — I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break...
545. oldal - Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd ! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button : thank you, sir.
521. oldal - How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave: — Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
441. oldal - Go to the Ant, thou Sluggard, consider her ways, and be wise: which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
545. oldal - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
463. oldal - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
103. oldal - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
399. oldal - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
377. oldal - A happy ending! - as if the living martyrdom that Lear had gone through, - the flaying of his feelings alive, did not make a fair dismissal from the stage of life the only decorous thing for him. If he is to live and be happy after, if he could sustain this world's burden after, why all this pudder and preparation, - why torment us with all this unnecessary sympathy? As if the childish pleasure of getting his gilt robes and sceptre again could tempt him to act over again his misused station, - as...
528. oldal - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...